#dual script

[subwaylesbians]

masai condescendingly referring to cleon as “miss”, and then a moment later cleon using it as an honorific when referring to cyrus, is such a slick way of acknowledging his hypocrisy without so much as breaking the flow of her argument

[solradguy]

@broken-clover got me a holographic Jack-O' card signed by Nicole Tompkins (her English VA) 😭😭😭 The little halo tooooooo 😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 Living above my turntable, the highest place of honor in my bedroom :') <3

Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[sir-adamus]

Dual Rulers first episode is fine, mostly expository but it's setting up the interesting stuff

i think Crunchyroll should've probably had some kind of communication with the ArcSys localisation team though because the way some of the subtitles are translated don't really track with how the games do it (erroneously having Sin call Sol 'dad' when in the games he calls him 'old man'. Justice is referred to as 'the Gear King' when it was most likely supposed to be 'Command Gear')

[despair-tea]

[sebsreflection]

I should make a DR dedicated to Lord Apollo as a worship act :]

[randomnameless]

If you had the power to change one thing in FEH, what it would be?

Easy anon!

Add dual audio!

powercreep and more complex mechanics were bound to happen in a 9 years old mobile gacha game to keep things interesting and churn out new content for players to spend on.

Even if I officially abandoned it around last september, only to pop up for forging bonds or new alts, I can say I had around, more or less, six years of "fun" with this gacha, sure, they could have hired writers to make us care for the "plot" of the OCs but I feel that unlike Bamco's Tales gachas, FEH was never the type of gacha you played for the story, but just to see you favorite units in chibi mode to play some maps with them, a kind of puzzle game but with your favorite units (or some you come to love by playing the game!).

However, if there is one thing that sceams "missed opportunity", it's not the powercreep that speed ran to end up to where we are today, it's not even the "plot" or the OCs...

It's just something as minor but, as memorable to me, as dual audio.

The "but not enough space to add everything!!" always felt like a Dexit excuse, that thinly tried to hide that FEH was released around a time where the mainline titles removed dual audio for some reason (FE13 had it, FE14 didn't and FE15, released a few months after Heroes' release didn't have it either!) only to bring it back for FE16 and onwards (Nopes and FE17).

So to reply to your question anon, if I had the power to change one thing in FEH, it would have been to add dual audio.

[anothermonikan]

'In 33 hours this will all be over, whether you do it good or not you wont have to worry about it anymore, cmon Andy, you got this! You got this!' <<< trying to do their last assignment

[dessarchive]

now introducing the future of music and entertainment, endless options of sound (eos)

eos is an app that i script into most of my drs. i got inspired to create it after coming across a video on youtube of someone re-designing spotifys UI. i’ve used spotify, apple music, amazon music, youtube music, and many more music streaming services and none of them ever lived up to my expectations, so i thought why not create what i’ve always wanted? i took a long hard look at all of the features i wish the current apps had and put them all into one. i posted about it before on my previous account but didn’t go into the actual details much. it started as a music streaming app when it was launched but became much more than that. it’s one of my favorite parts of my drs because i’m an avid music listener and the features are to die for. eos is the only music streaming app in my drs. i also have a ceo dr where i’m the ceo of it because this app has basically become my child!!! anyways here’s what i have after working on it for months!

eos was launched on october 31, 2001 by robyn fenty (she’s older LMAO) and aliyah haughton. the app immediately gained popularity as the first and only music streaming service. it was created as a space where everyone could enjoy music. years later it implemented audiobooks, podcasts, music videos, interviews, merch, and concert tickets. it stands out with its flawless performance that never crashes or has bugs, its exceptional algorithm for fresh experiences each playtime, and its features like eosoulmates that connects users through shared music tastes.

lyrics and subtitles are always available in any language desired by the user and the platform includes organization like no other. exclusive presale codes are able for top listeners of specific artists because the app has its own ticketing system. eos is free for all users as the founders wanted to make a space to unify people during life’s challenge. to maintain this while making sure artists are fairly paid, revenue is generated through a share of concert ticket and merchandise sales, in-app donations directly supporting artists, non-intrusive sponsorships and partnerships, and grants from philanthropic organizations. this guarantees that eos stays true to making music accessible while supporting creators and users globally.

to expand on existing sounds of music and entertainment, the service implemented dolby atmos to its highest quality with no extra price to artists for using it.

eos also features eos karaoke: sing it your way. within this are lyrics that are displayed in perfect sync with customizable highlighting options, while users can adjust the original vocals (mute, reduce, or add harmonies) for a personalized performance. advanced pitch tracking gives real-time feedback, along with timing guides and a practice mode for perfecting songs. voice effects like reverb, autotune, and fun filters are available to take things to a higher level or have fun with friends and family. dual-screen mode connects to tvs for party setups and users can enjoy duets with friends or group singing for up to 10 people. karaoke playlists are curated based on mood, listening habits, or vocal range. sessions can be recorded and shared with friends or on social media. a scoring system with feedback helps users improve their singing while earning fun badges. eos karaoke also offers live virtual karaoke rooms, offline mode for downloaded tracks, and customizable themes for lyric screens and backgrounds. a special kid-friendly mode ensures the fun for all age groups.

eos allows music and entertainment to be accessible, fun, and, immersive to everyone.

[clickety-clacker]

Introducing: ARTIFRACTURE, my newest GGG AU!

Summary: When the rift was opened, the gods weren't entirely sucked from the rift... but some gods ended up losing more than others. Huzzle Mug and Click Clack have to work together to find the parts of their minds that they lost, with their quest being made much more difficult by two certain mortals...

More info below the cut!

To get a little bit more in depth, this AU relies heavily on my own personal headcanons of how gods function both physically and mentally, and how that can be manipulated and explored. It's also in part a foray into the relationship between Huzzle Mug and Click Clack, two gods I don't see interacting much, but I have a lot of thoughts on their relationship.

Essentially, a god is not just their body.

While their 'body' is their tool to interact with things (and is easier for them to control because they used to be humans), their entire realm within the rift is them. When Inspekta pries open the rift at the end of the game, you can see things from their realms flying out, forming the debris around the spire. This physically 'damages' the gods, and though the rift is closed, a lot of them are left very tired, drained, and sickly until they can recuperate.

But some gods lost more than others. Huzzle Mug and Click Clack both have something in common they don't share with the other gods- dual consciousnesses.

I've touched on this a bit for Click Clack in my fic Act Zero, but essentially...

When a god ascends, their mind is also changed to help them better process their new role, depending on their domain.

The human mind cannot properly multitask. Thus, gods who needed to constantly multitask had their consciousnesses split in two, which now work together as one being.

Huzzle Mug is the god off innovation, yes, but also the future. To be so good at inventing and innovating, it has to be able to see future possibilities. But seeing every possible future is too much for one mind to handle, so it has one mind that is constantly perusing futures, and one that's focused on making decisions in the present. The 'future sight' consciousness will supply any information of what will happen when the active/present consciousness decides something.

Click Clack does something similar. He has one mind that processes the script of the world- the narrator- and one that is the 'character' or the editor. One cannot be both!

But having two means they sit 'looser' within their realms, more prone to dislodging... and that's exactly what happens.

When parts of the God realm are sucked out of the rift, Huzzle Mug's future sight consciousness and Click Clack's character/editor conscious are sucked into the mortal realm.

This changes how they portray themselves, pictured above.

Click loses his 'face' as he's lost his character, and Huzzle Mug loses it's floating eyes and limbs. It also gets more splotchy and drippy when it gets emotional, and it's feet posses thumbs.

On the left is how they look at the 'beginning' of the AU, and on the right is how they look near the 'end' once they begin to function better together... and thus influence each other.

Meanwhile...

Disconnected from their realms and cut off from the rest of their bodies and minds, the parts of their consciousness they lost have to go dormant to survive (as opposed to fading into nothing), and take the form of objects. Click Clack's consciousness takes the form of a fountain pen, and Huzzle Mug's takes the form of a bag of marbles.

These items are found by Patience Zero and Dr. Cara respectively.

Though they're inert, they still possess some of their powers. The pen still has the power to make minor edits to the world, and the marbles still have the ability to tell possible futures. Patience uses the pens to actually edit her stories to make people enjoy them and listen to her, and Cara uses the marbles to evade getting in trouble... until one day, he gets a vision of Huzzle Mug finding him and Patience and being utterly pissed.

He assumes the worst, and goes out to find Patience, and convinces her to go 'on the run' or else the gods are going to hurt them. Not true, but fueled by paranoia, they go on the run... not realizing that what they possess aren't just objects that belong to the gods, but part of the gods themselves.

Huzzle Mug and Click Clack, on their own, struggle to function- but together, Click Clack's narration acts as Huzzle's future sight, and Huzzle acts as Click's 'character' and direction.

Equally, Patience and Cara have to work together to avoid capture from the gods and their followers.

There's a bit more to the AU, but this is the gist! If anyone ever has any questions, comments, concerns or thoughts, PLEASE feel free to send in asks! I'm happy to talk about them! :D

[onlydylanobrien]

Dylan O’Brien Used Director James Sweeney’s ‘Gay Scale’ to Play Brothers in ‘Twinless’: He’d Say ‘You Were Too Straight on That’

“I’m egregiously picky,” insists Dylan O’Brien, reflecting on a burst of productivity that, in the last 12 months, includes the films “Ponyboi,” “Saturday Night,” “Caddo Lake,” the Max comedy series “Fantasmas” and James Sweeney’s “Twinless,” which screens at Sundance. “I’m going to get skewered for this type of quote being out there … but I would have a much different career, I think, if I was a ‘yes to everything’ person.”

After launching his career more than a decade ago as a heartthrob on MTV’s “Teen Wolf” and in the “Maze Runner” films, each of those recent projects earned the actor praise for his versatility; no two roles are the same. But according to O’Brien, his recent slate reflects not just one year of work but more than five — a period that also encompasses guest spots (as “himself”) on “Curb Your Enthusiasm” and “The Other Two,” four more features and “All Too Well,” a short film directed by Taylor Swift.

His run of projects actually started back in 2019 after reading “Twinless.” In the film, which earned Sweeney a spot on Variety’s 2025 Directors to Watch, he plays twin brothers Roman and Rocky, with the former bonding with a fellow support group member (played by Sweeney) after the latter dies unexpectedly. Even facing the challenge of dual parts — one is straight, one is gay — the actor says that Sweeney’s writing gave him exactly the kind of charge that tells him to get on board a project.

“When I read something, it’s like I can hear the guy’s voice or I can’t,” O’Brien says. “And from the second I picked up the script, I was just like, ‘Roman is in me.’ I know this guy. And then when I get to Rocky, I had an instinct for him too.”

He remembers that it was his transformation into the introspective Roman, who, like O’Brien, is straight, that most surprised Sweeney. “My Roman voice, I got self-conscious about it immediately because he pointed it out,” he says. “But that’s how I was processing the weight of the very sheltered life he had experienced until that point, and then the tragedy that he experienced — and that’s what the fuck came out. [James] was like, ‘I love it.’”

Meanwhile, in order to play Rocky — authentically, but never stereotypically — O’Brien says the pair implemented a “gay scale” on set that Sweeney (who is gay) would dial up or down. “Most of the time, he’d be like, ‘You were too straight on that,’” he recalls with a laugh. “I was happy for that permission … a sign of a great filmmaker is to always give you the permission to go into a direction or not.”

The believability of both performances — like the others released before it — evidence a centeredness that O’Brien attributes to his increasing capacity for identifying nurturing, creative environments. “By that I mean your filmmaker, the piece in and of itself and the confidence you feel in it,” he says. “A helpful tool to either have or try to develop is to be able to identify whether you’re in safe hands or not.”

Though he admits that being in a music video is a “space that makes me really uncomfortable,” O’Brien indicated that two of those safe hands belonged to Taylor Swift, who in 2021 enlisted him to play the male lead in “All Too Well.” “For that to be her first time directing, Taylor had the absolute right instinct to be like, ‘I hired these actors because I am a fan of the work that they’ve done, and I’m going to let them come in and do that work’,” he says. “I loved what she was trying to tell with that. And I fully felt like I understood my role in it, and that excited me.”

Indicating he’s finally “being able to operate with choice,” the actor says his future plans include a reunion with Sweeney (“James and I are definitely going to partner up again on something”), and the June 27, 2025 release of “Ponyboi,” which first premiered at Sundance in 2024. “I’m very fortunate to be in some kind of position to pick these projects that I feel really drawn to and inspired by — and I have in me,” he says.

“These choices that I’ve been making, that you’ve seen in this past year, identify with what I want to be doing,” O’Brien adds. “It’s not like I don’t identify with my role on ‘Teen Wolf’ or the ‘Maze Runner’ movies. Those were my building blocks. But it doesn’t tell the whole story of who I am as a creative person.”

Source: variety.com

[dakusan]

How skz use emojis (with tier rankings)

stray kids ot8 x reader | humor, chaos, soft delulu

🌙 synopsis: some of them are emotionally stable. some of them use emojis like they’re decoding ancient scripts. this is how skz would text you—via emoji abuse, unhinged chains, and the occasional soft heart. ranked. judged. exposed.

💌 a/n: you ever get a message from someone and it’s just 6 emojis in a row and now you’re spiralling? yeah. that’s what this is. from curated ✨ aesthetics to 🧍‍♂️ level nonsense—i studied them like a scientist. they all have different love languages. most of them are unhinged. p.s. if you’ve ever said “he texts just like han” i’m sorry for your loss p.p.s. reblog before you catch feelings over a cat emoji

📍credits: @cafekitsune for the divider

🎶 Now Playing: "Super Shy" — New Jeans

Tier system:

S-Tier: dangerously iconic. elite use of emojis.

A-Tier: knows what they’re doing. emotionally stable… for now.

B-Tier: inconsistent but charming.

C-Tier: concerning choices.

F-Tier: chaos. emotional terrorism.

Bang Chan // 방찬 emoji usage tier: A-Tier he knows what he’s doing. most of the time. go-to emojis: 😭 ☠️ ❤️ 🤷‍♂️ how he uses them:

uses 😭 for literally everything. laughing? crying? annoyed? it’s always 😭

dramatic boy energy with the skull ☠️, usually after you roast him

says something incredibly vulnerable and follows it up with “lol ❤️” to soften the blow

overthinks emoji tone so ends up sending 3 different ones just in case

example messages:

“i swear if you ghost me 😭😭😭” “i wrote a song and accidentally made it about u lol ❤️“ “u make me feel things ☠️ unfollow” ”did u eat?? answer wisely ☠️❤️”

Lee Know // 리노 emoji usage tier: C-Tier only uses emojis when he’s trying to be annoying or dangerously flirty go-to emojis: 🐱 👍 😐 🙃 how he uses them:

thumbs up 👍 is his passive-aggressive specialty. it’s his period at the end of a sentence

randomly sends 🐱 when he’s pretending to be cute (it’s working)

uses 😐 to emotionally terrorise you

thinks emojis are cringe unless he’s being a menace

example messages:

“ok 👍” (you’re in trouble) “i’m ignoring u rn 😐” sends a pic of soonie with 🐱 and no context

Changbin // 창빈 emoji usage tier: B-Tier his emoji game is emotional gym bro meets softie energy go-to emojis: 💪 😭 🖤 🐷 how he uses them:

💪 = “i’m tough” but also “i’ll carry you to bed if needed”

😭 every time he gets flustered or fake-upset when you don’t answer

uses 🖤 when trying to sound cool but he’s actually a mushball

has sent 🐷 once in a self-roast and you never let him live it down

example messages:

“did u eat?? u better 😭” “thinking about u at the gym 💪” “stop being so cute omg 😭🖤”

Hyunjin // 현진 emoji usage tier: S-Tier curated like a Pinterest board. devastatingly effective. go-to emojis: ✨ 🤍 🥺 😭 how he uses them:

sends ✨ in between words like poetry

🤍 when he’s being soft and vulnerable (aka always)

🥺 because he knows you can’t handle it

occasionally drops a 😭 when he’s being dramatic (every day)

example messages:

“you looked like a dream today ✨” “i’m gonna paint you someday 🤍” “i miss u. painfully. 😭🥺” sends an aesthetic pic of the sky with no words and just ✨

Han // 한 emoji usage tier: F-Tier you are NOT safe. no pattern. pure chaos. go-to emojis: 🤡 😭 🐸 🙈 🧍‍♂️ how he uses them:

uses 🤡 for self-roasting AND flirting. dual purpose.

sends 😭 100x and means a different thing every time

will drop 🐸 + 🚗 with no context and expect you to understand

sends 7 emojis in a row. still says he’s being “normal”

example messages:

“i accidentally flirted with u. my bad 🧍‍♂️🤡🙈” “love u lol 😭🐸” sends frog emoji + heart + explosion + traffic light “decipher that. it means i miss u”

Felix // 필릭스 emoji usage tier: A-Tier sunshine-coded chaos. go-to emojis: ✨ 🥺 💛 ☀️ 🫶 how he uses them:

overuses ✨ and 🥺 in the most endearing way

💛 = you’re in trouble (but in a soft way)

will send 🫶 with no words and you’ll still melt

sometimes throws in a kiss emoji and immediately follows it with “ignore that”

example messages:

“i saw this cat and thought of u 🥺✨” “don’t skip lunch okay? 💛” “i love you more than brownies 🫶” “wait i sent that kiss emoji by accident pls don’t—”

Seungmin // 승민 emoji usage tier: C-Tier (and proud of it) cold-blooded texter who occasionally slips go-to emojis: 🙄 👍 😐 😎 how he uses them:

sends 👍 like a mic drop

🙄 is his love language (you hate it. you love it.)

pretends emojis are dumb but once sent 🫣 by accident and panicked

sends them sparingly. it hits harder that way.

example messages:

“you’re so dramatic 🙄” “sure. 👍” “not thinking about u or anything 😐” randomly sends 😎 and refuses to explain

I.n // 아이엔 emoji usage tier: B-Tier youngest = chaotic emoji prince go-to emojis: 😩 🧃 🐸 💥 🥹 how he uses them:

will text like he’s casting spells with emoji chains

uses 🥹 when he wants something from you

somehow turned 🧃 into a flirt tactic??

once sent 💥🐸🧍‍♂️ and said “that’s us”

example messages:

“wyd 🧃🐸💥” “you’re kinda my fav person 🥹” “u like me? say yes or i’ll explode 💥😩” “this emoji reminds me of you 🧃 (don’t ask why)”

[odileeclipse]

https://www.tumblr.com/odileeclipse/775702721549516800/httpswwwtumblrcomodileeclipse775661126176391?source=share

hii idk if you'll take this rq but what if there was another ending where we meet shadow milk cookie and we start falling for him and our feelings for pure vanilla vanished and shadow milk cookie genuinely likes us back so they basically got together and what do you think will pure vanilla's reaction lol

do you think pv will try fight for reader's love once again and if so I feel like reader just now sees him as a friend and nothing more since now they found someone who actually sees them as a person which is smc

this is a random rq but I hope you'll be able to do this ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

The One Who Sees You

You should have known better. From the very beginning, you had stood on the sidelines, watching Pure Vanilla Cookie with the same quiet hope that perhaps, if you waited long enough, he’d turn toward you. But he never did. He only ever had eyes for White Lily. Even when you pleaded with him, selfishly asking him not to skip class, he never truly heard you. His heart was already elsewhere, tied to someone who had never once waited in the shadows. And now, standing in the grand halls of the kingdom he built, you watched as that hope shattered completely. "White Lily Cookie, I selfishly ask you to be mine, for now and for as long as forever lasts." You knew it was coming. You had felt it coming for years. And yet, the words still hit like a blade. You smiled through the pain, congratulated them, and clapped along with the rest of the crowd. Even as your heart crumbled, you stood tall. Because that was who you were, patient, kind, always supporting. Always waiting. But not anymore. So, when no one was looking, you slipped away.

The night after the ceremony, you wandered through the moonlit streets alone. The kingdom was alive with celebration, but you had no place in it. That was when you saw him. A figure perched atop a ledge, watching the festivities below with a smirk on his lips. Powder blue dough, dual-colored eyes that gleamed like gemstones, and a harlequin’s shadow twisting around his form. "Now, now, what’s this? A lost little star wandering all alone?"

Shadow Milk Cookie. You had heard whispers of him. A trickster, a deceiver, a performer who turned reality into a spectacle. He was trouble, a being of chaos and lies. But at that moment, you didn’t care. "What do you want?" you asked tiredly. He tilted his head, leaping down gracefully to land beside you. "You tell me. You’re the one with sorrow dripping from your eyes. Poor thing," he cooed mockingly. "To be so devoted, only to be cast aside. How tragic." You bristled at his words. "I wasn’t cast aside. I was never there to begin with." He chuckled, a low and knowing sound. "And yet, you waited. Hoping. Ah, how familiar this tale is." He leaned closer, his unreadable eyes locking onto yours. "I wonder… if you were given the chance, would you still wait?" You hesitated. Because despite everything, a part of you still wanted to say yes.

Shadow Milk Cookie grinned, as if he had already known your answer. "Well, I do love a good tragedy… but even I have my limits." He tapped his staff against the ground, shadows curling at his feet. "How about a change of script, little star? Let’s play a different game." You stared at him. "What kind of game?" His smile widened, something unreadable flickering in his eyes. "One where you’re not just a spectator." At that moment, you didn’t realize what he meant. You didn’t know that this was the beginning of something new. That while he saw you as a momentary distraction, something to toy with, the game would soon become something much more. You didn’t realize that, for the first time, someone truly saw you. At first, Shadow Milk Cookie’s presence was nothing more than a curiosity. He would find you at odd hours, teasing you with his riddles and illusions, playing with your emotions like a puppeteer. "You’re far too patient for your own good, little star. Why not take what you want instead of waiting for it?" "Because I don’t believe love is something to be stolen." "How dull. But I suppose that’s what makes you you." For a while, you thought he only kept you around out of amusement. And you weren’t wrong. He enjoyed watching you waver, testing the limits of your devotion. But then, something changed. One night, when you spoke of your past of the kingdom you built, of the years you spent waiting his usual smirk faltered. "You built your walls high," he mused. "To protect myself," you admitted. "And yet, I slipped through the cracks." You laughed softly. "I suppose you did." It wasn’t immediate, but little by little, the way he looked at you shifted. The teasing softened. The smirks were accompanied by something else, something real. And before you knew it, he was no longer playing a game.

Pure Vanilla Cookie was the one to find you. It had been a long time since you last spoke, and when your paths finally crossed again, his eyes softened with something you couldn’t quite place. "(Y/N) Cookie..."  His voice was laced with something unreadable. Hesitation? Regret? He took a hesitant step forward, his expression unreadable.. Shadow Milk Cookie stood beside you, one arm lazily draped over your shoulders. Unlike before, when you had stood alone in the background, now you were seen. A presence, not a shadow. You smiled, but it was different now. There was no waiting in your eyes, no lingering hope. "I heard news that you were coming to my Kingdom, I hope you had safe travels getting here" you said politely. His gaze flickered to Shadow Milk Cookie, whose smirk only grew. "Missed your chance, Virtuous One," he drawled mockingly. "This one’s with me now."

Pure Vanilla frowned. "Are you truly happy?" Shadow Milk Cookie stiffened slightly, but you didn’t hesitate. "I am."  You realized how easy it was to say those words, maybe once months ago you would have faltered. Pure Vanilla’s expression almost gave you second thoughts, his usual serenity breaking ever so slightly. Perhaps, deep down, he had always assumed you would still be there, waiting. That your patience was endless. But time had passed. You had changed. And now, you were standing beside someone who saw you for who you truly were. Pure Vanilla opened his mouth, as if wanting to say more, but no words came out. He knew, just as you did, that it was too late. With a soft smile, you excused yourself, turning away, stepping forward with Shadow Milk Cookie at your side. This time it wasn't you, watching from the sidelines. You were finally walking forward. And you weren’t looking back.

A/N Hopefully this fulfills your request <3

[diorctrl]

hi hi !! if you’re taking requests, can you do enhypen x idol!reader where the reader is a host on music bank? thank you :D

MUSIC BANK HOST : idol!enha x idol! reader

𓂂 ˳ enhypen hyung line genre: idol au, fluff, different scenarios warnings: intentional lower case, im gonna split this up into two so maknae line coming soon

lee heeseung ( 이희승 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re apart of (g)-idle, both enhypen and your group had a comeback around the same time so it was bound to happen that your groups would do a dual interview together on music bank. to say heeseung knew about you was an understatement… you were his ultimate idol crush and you knew about him because you found him attractive and liked his groups music, that was it he wasn’t even on your mind like you were on his.heeseung being the fanboy of you that he is couldn’t keep his eyes off of you as you and chaemin did your introductions. he was so into you it was obvious to anyone with a pair of two eyes. he was so hypnotized by you that it seemed that he forgot the group that you were apart of the type of members you have.

“ah, yes.” yuqi starts she stood in the middle right beside heeseung who’s gaze was still on you, “I’m happy to once again spend an amazing comeback with my beautiful members, don’t you agree heeseung since you’re so captivated by my beautiful member who’s our mc.” yuqi turns to the boy smiling teasingly as everyone laughs and ohs at her comment towards heeseung who shakes his head in shock at the girl’s confidence to say such a thing. “oh! so you don’t find her beautiful?” yuqi says loudly at the boys head shakes the laughs becoming louder, heeseung opens his mouth to protest but is cut off by your voice, “you don’t find me beautiful?” you join in on the teasing, oh how he wanted to die. but hey, this embarrassing situation of his is how he ended up bumping into you in the hallways and gaining to courage to ask for your number and to clarify that he finds you very beautiful.

park jongseong ( 박종성 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re apart of lesserafim, you and jay hated each other. he didn’t know when it started but he’s pretty sure it was when both of you were trainees, you and him were always at each others necks and that hatred has been going strong from trainee days to the present with both you and him being members of super successful groups of your generation. it was definitely a shock to jay when chaemin asked him to fill in for him for music bank, he agreed of course but was still very shocked. what shocked him even more is instead of seeing eunchae wearing a matching outfit with him he saw you. isn’t it just such a coincidence that both music bank hosts wouldn’t be able to do the show? turns out eunchae was “sick” before you and him could go at each other it was already time to host and to say there was tension between the two of you was an understatement. every group and soloist that the both of you interviewed could feel it as well and your scripts made everything so much more entertaining.

“do I look handsome?” jay asked, reading off of his script he cringed slightly before showing off his outfit to you who covered your face with your cue card. “uh..” you responded as looked at your cue card that told you to agree and say that he does look handsome but instead you burst out in laughter. jay tried his hardest to stay in character but your laugh made it so hard, “are you ok-” he couldn’t get through his sentence before he’s cutting himself off with his own laughter, it’s funny that this situation is what broke the tension and got the two of you to be comfortable with each other the rest of the show.

sim jaeyun ( 심재윤 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re a famous actress, that was known for your role on the glory as young yeonjin. you were definitely a beauty but you played your role so well that it had some people either hate you or utterly terrified of you. jake was one of the people that were utterly terrified of you, in his mind there was no way you were that good of actor to play that role so well. so when jake found out that you were one of the new music bank hosts, he had to mentally prepare himself to face you, the boys told him that he was being ridicules but jake was sure that you were a demon spawn so with that being said jake was shook when he had to stand so close to said demon spawn. seeing you up close was even worse especially since you were so pretty, it’s always the pretty ones is all jake could say to himself. the whole interview he wasn’t buying this bubbly personality that you had going on there was you had to be just putting this on for the cameras, that was until you bumped into him in the halls.

“oh my gosh!” you exclaim at him, smiling brightly as jake looks at you confused, “I was looking for you.” you say walking closer to him. “looking for me?” he asks, “yeah, I love your group and you’re my bias, I was wondering if you could sign my photo card?” jake looks at you in shock for a while, are you really this bubbly and not a demon spawn?, “uh yeah sure.” he hesitantly smiles taking the pink pen and the photo card of him from your hand and signs the back, you smile brightly at him as he gives it back to you, “thank you so much!” you say before heading towards the other direction. jake stares at your retreating figure his mind going a thousand miles, a a pretty bubbly and obviously talented actress who’s obviously into him and he’s gonna let this pass up because he thought you were a demon spawn? no way before he can even process it jake is calling you name and speeding to catch up with you.

park sunghoon ( 박성훈 )

୨୧ 𓂂 ˳ you’re apart of aespa, both you and Sunghoon were known for your icy visuals and you guys were probably the most shipped idols at the moment. everyone thought that you guys would go so well together, little did they know that their ship were already dating. sunghoon was your down bad boyfriend that was your biggest supporter and he always made sure to support you with music bank and he was excited that he would finally get to see the best host that he’s ever seen interview him and his group (he only calls you the best host because you’re his girlfriend.) what he didn’t expect was for chaemin and yours script to be so flirty even when you’re interviewing groups. all he could do when you and chaemin were interviewing him and his group was think who the heck wrote the script and when he can have a talk with them.

sunghoon sulked as he laid on the couch in your dressing room, he watched has you packed up your bag before letting out an annoyed sigh, “what is your problem?” you ask turning towards him but all he responds with is another exaggerated sigh. “what happened to you?” you laugh as you walk over to the boy standing in between his legs as he buries his head on your stomach, “since when did your scripts get so flirty?” he asks but his voice is muffled, “what?” you ask, cupping his face and tilting it up to face you, “since when did your scripts get so flirty?” he repeats playfulness glaring up at you. “they’re not flirty.” you laugh, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, “yes they are, they were never like this when I was a mc.” he whines glaring off to the side. all you could do is laugh at his dramatics, “I only have eyes for you.” you say pressing another kiss to his forehead, “you better.” he says, “I also need to get in contact with your script writer.”

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I think there was a misunderstanding with my point during the "Corrin age" ask; i said that you can only get Corrin to being 6 when Ryoma got jealous of them if you use a EN-only line in Camilla and Hinoka's support, with there being no implication anywhere else in the game or the artbook that they were a young child when that happened. I must have yapped too much during my explanations, so sorry for that.

As for the Deeprealms, there actually are optional maps where Anankos sends Vallite soldiers to try and invade the MyCastle and you need to rout them, so the game's claim that the parents sent their children to the Deeprealms because MyCastle wasn't safe due to invasions is pretty well-supported and set-up by the game itself; still, you make a good point that it's weird how no one questions who or what the Vallite soldiers are and where they're coming from.

No worries lol,

Sometimes I read too fast and miss some stuff!

Bamboozled by the lolcalisation again then, it sucks but damn if Fates has really been warped by the lolcalising team... I guess the negative feedback regarding FE14's lolcalisation was sort of taken to heart, given how FE16's lolcalisation isn't as far off or added as many random details that completely destroy the plot as FE14 did, but it still missed, imo, sort of, the point of that feedback...

And yet, given the sales of FE16, I really wonder if a non-lolcalised version of the game, aka, a localisation à la FE7/8 would have sold as much as Pat's Fire Emblem Treehouse. We will never know!

Anankos'n'pals are trying to invade My Castle... but I thought we also had to fight Faceless in the Deeprealms when we recruit the children characters?

I'd have said even if MyCastle is under attack, at least the parents/the group is here to protect it, but sending baby!Siegbert in another realm where his dad cannot protect him or look after him would have been more risky... Ditto for Corn and the Kanas (we were not attacked by Anankos but by random bandits iirc?).

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LITTLE OLD ME? / SAM WINCHESTER

PAIRINGS: Sam Winchester x Fem!Reader

SUMMARY: With the prospect of leaving you to find his father, Sam finds himself running out of time to tell you just how much you mean to him. But do you feel the same? And who’ll confess first?

WORDCOUNT: 2.6K Words

WARNINGS: Pining, jealousy, clueless Sam, teasing, confessions, angst, fluff, kisses, dual pov, arguments, THESE KIDS ARE CLUELESS!!! Lazy writing from me so I used the script

A/N: Set in season one! He’s too cute, he’s so cute I might just faint 😫 I’ll have some dark Sam soon don’t worry I always balance the scales 😋 Me… writing fluff?? unheard of! No Jess slander here too she’s your friend :P italics = flashbacks/thoughts/exaggerations HAHAH I ACCIDENTALLY ADDED MY NAME IN IM GOING TO KMS I’ve changed it now 🤣

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Gif not mine, credits to the owner!

Sam had first met you at a party.

A friend of his had dragged him along, claiming that the College experience was not just about studying. Sam didn’t want to be there, but he also didn’t want to disappoint him.

He ended up letting his friend disperse, interacting with the people he knew. Sam knew no one at this party, it consisted of another schools students and a few familiar faces. He nodded at a few but found himself standing in a corner and trying to choose which assignment he was going to finish off when he got to his place.

Which is when he saw you, with one of the biggest smiles on your faces. And Sam couldn’t help but smile along with you. It didn’t matter that he didn’t know what on Earth was so funny, he wanted to smile because you were. It seemed like everyone circled you.

Your friend had noticed him staring your way about a minute ago, but didn’t want to be wrong. So she kept moving you around and dragging you to new people. Lo and behold, his eyes followed. Based on her check, he seemed sweet. He didn’t stare at your ass or your chest, just your face. He laughed and smiled when you did.

He seemed to admiring, and she liked it. Sam’s friend, Mason, returned to the room with a girl on his arm. She watched as Sam side hugged him once he returned.

Mutual friend? Check!

“If you drag me anywhere else my arm is going to fall off Jess!” The party seemingly faded away as you made eye contact with him, god was he cute. His gorgeous brown eyes and hair were more than enough to render you tongue-tied. Sam looked like a deer in headlights as he stared at you, why were you in front of him?

Had he been staring too long?

“Mace! There you are.” The two of them exchanged pleasantries, “Oh, this is my friend Y/n. Mason, Y/n.” Mason reached his hand out to you as you smiled at him. Sam found himself holding his breath, your smile is even bigger now.

He wanted you to smile his way, “This here is Sam! Sam, Y/n.” Jess and Mason shared the same idea as the three others watched as you smiled, “It’s nice to meet you Sam, you can just call me Y/n/n.” He snapped out of his daze and shook your hand, hoping it wasn’t sweaty.

“Sam, I’m Sam. You know that, Mason told you. But uh, you can call me Sammy.” Masons eyebrows furrowed at the notion, he never called him Sammy. The girl on his arm tugged, “Let’s let these two get, acquainted.”

And that you did.

For the rest of the night, you may not have had as much to drink as the others, but you had one of the best nights of your life. You started off in the corner of the room, slowly getting to know eachother. The night led you outside, thumping music and shouts drowned out by the others presence.

Then somehow you ended up heading out for Ice Cream and then at the park. Sitting on swings and laughing at his awful jokes, you’d never felt more care-free. The night was full, and you were thankful.

He shone, if that made sense. Sam was a shot of espresso, and you were an addict. As cheesy as it sounds, you found him to bring color into your life. Your life wasn’t dreary and depressing, but it was boring. You found yourself going from class to your bed, the library, or working.

You had friends, yes, but not too many you could actually rely on if need be. That you trusted. And within one night, you found yourself pushing Sam to the top of that list.

Sam liked you from the get go, how could he not? With your infectious laughter and smile, kind eyes and understanding self. And you listened, with your whole body. You digested everything you heard and were full of empathy. He needed someone like you.

You’d been best friends since then, your first year of college. Best friends and undeniably in love with eachother. Not that the two of you ever noticed. It infuriated Jess and Mason to no end. The two of them saw it, every time you all hung out. The way Sam clung onto everything you said, as if it was Gospel.

The way your eyes practically glistened when he spoke or smiled. You looked up to eachother with so much emotion it hurt the soul. And the second the other was approached? All bets were off.

No man or woman in their mind continued to pursue you once they caught a glimpse of the huge, 6’5 giant behind you. Sometimes they’d keep going, but then he’d come up behind you with some stupid excuse to get you to go back to the table. And that person was left face to face with Sam and his unsettling smile, “You waiting for something?” A quick shake of the head and they were gone.

But it didn’t matter, whether or not you got together or not. You had eachothers backs at the end of the day, no matter what was going on. Even if you were fighting.

The night Sam’s life changed, you were drunk.

The two of you had an argument earlier on.

You ran your fingers through your hair as Sam followed you through the hallway of the apartment building, “Stop walking away from me!” You stopped in your tracks and turned to him, “Stop telling me what to do!”

“I’m not telling you what to do, I’m trying to keep you safe Y/n/n.” His voice was softer now, and it pissed you off. How on Earth were you supposed to be angry with him when he looked like that. And then the eyes? Ugh!

“It seems like you’re always babying me Sam! I can go out with who I want to.” He sighed, taking a step closer he held onto your hands, “I’m not babying you, again, I just want to keep you safe.” You pursed your lips before crossing your arms, “What’s wrong with Ben?”

He’s a vampire.

“Y/n, please.” He was pleading, but you didn’t care.

“No! I never get a clear answer from you. Why don’t you want me to go out with him?” Your voice quivered as you waited for his response. You noticed his jaw clench, you could tell he was keeping his answer under wraps.

Is it because you like me?

“I- I-,” The words wouldn’t form in his mouth and he couldn’t find a decent answer.

“Good one Sam. I’m leaving.”

He watched as you entered the elevator, guilty eyes unwilling to meet his. He sighed as his head hung low, hands stuffed into his pockets.

Sam had been invited to go out that night, he turned it down. Jess had let him know which club the two of you had gone to, and kept him updated on whereabouts. If you needed a ride and he was out, it would take him about thirty minutes to get to you from his party.

A lot can happen in thirty minutes.

His phone ringing drew him out of the light sleep that he’d fallen under, “Hello?” The sleep in his voice was evident to Jess, “Hey Sam. It’s Y/n time.” He scoffed at the term whilst chucking on a jacket and grabbing his keys, “I’ll be there in 10.”

You hadn’t wanted to see Sam, which was what you’d told Jess, repeatedly. Even if it was most definitely not true. Sam and Jess had successfully stuffed your unconscious self into your car, you’d had Jess pick you up after the argument.

He’d been carrying you to his bed when you’d stirred, “I’m sorry. F-for fighting with you. Ben’s a bitch.” Sam laughed at your crude language as he laid you down on the your side of the bed. You’d claimed it the second he’d invited you over to his new place. “Glad to hear it Y/n/‘.” Sam settled on his knees, removing your heels.

“Sweetheart?” Hair fell in front of your face as you turned to face him, “Mhm?” He moved it behind your ear, “You okay if I change you?” A half-assed thumbs up and a lopsided smile was all you could muster. He knew you wouldn’t mind anyways. You’d told him on multiple occasions that you’d murder him if he let you sleep in your makeup too.

“Could you ever be friends with me if I always had run down make up slobbered over me all the time?” You both sat in front of the TV, chowing down on pizza. “I thought that was your usual look?” The pillow you threw his way had begun a pillow war.

He removed your dress before picking out a shirt of yours and boxers. Since it was your favourite combo. Sam smiled at the notion of you practically swamped by his clothes. Using the makeup wipes you had stashed in the bathroom, he gently cleaned your face before settling in for the night. You quickly turned over to bury into the side of your personal furnace.

Sam’s eyes shot open at the sound, it was darker than before, later in the night. You being settled into his side checked off the possibility of you rattling around in the kitchen for a midnight snack. Quickly checking it out he was met with his brother Dean after a tussle.

“Whoa, easy, tiger.” Sam glared at Dean whilst trying to catch his breath, “Dean?” He laughed at Sam, “You scared the crap outta me!” Dean grinned, “That's 'cause you're out of practice.”

Whether he was offended or annoyed, Sam took the opportunity. He grabbed Dean’s hand and managed to turn him and they ended up on the floor.

Dean groaned, “Or not.” Dean tapped him twice where Sam was holding him. “Get off of me.” A small smile came across the youngest Winchester’s face as he rolled to his feet and pulled Dean up.

“What the hell are you doing here?”

Brushing himself off he straightened up, “Well, I was looking for a beer.”

Dean placed his hands on Sam’s shoulders, shaking once, and letting go. Sam was understandably confused, “What the hell are you doing here?” The elder of the two relented, “Okay. All right. We gotta talk.”

“Uh, the phone?” Sam crossed his arms as Dean rolled his eyes, “If I'd'a called, would you have picked up?”

Fair point.

The murmurs and bumps were more than enough to wake you up. You made your way to the source before turning the light on. Cursing whatever Sam chose for you to wear, it was cold.

“Sammy?” Your voice was like honey to the two of them, Dean couldn’t help but look at you appreciatively whilst clocking onto the fact that you called him Sammy. The boxers, the bare legs and the cute tired look on your face.

Sam and Dean turned their heads in unison to the sweet voice, “Y/n/n. Hey. Dean, this is my gir— friend. Uh, best friend. Y/n.” Sam cringed internally at his words.

Your face was painted in confusion as your brain finally processed his words, “Wait, your brother Dean?”

You smiled as Sam nodded, you’d always wanted to meet him. Dean grinned at you and moved closer.

“Oh, I love the Smurfs. You know, I gotta tell you. You are completely out of my brother's league.” You stuttered at the prospect of being Sam’s girlfriend. But you weren’t in the mood to deny it unless he did.

“I—, we aren’t— ,” By a glimpse you could see Sam’s eyes staring straight into Dean’s head, “Alright, why don’t you back up a little Dean?” Sam spoke as Dean laughed, “Just let me put something on.” As you turned to go a voice stops you.

“No, no, no, I wouldn't dream of it. Seriously. Anyway, I gotta borrow your boyfriend here, talk about some private family business. But, uh, nice meeting you.” You smiled at him, “Nice to meet you too Dean.”

“No.” Sam goes over to Y/n and put his arm around her, “No, whatever you want to say, you can say it in front of her. She’s my best friend.” That’s how you two were, touch was never weird for you two. It’s why you were always mistaken for a couple.

Dean sighs, “Okay.” He turns to look at them both straight on, “Um, Dad hasn’t been home in a few days.” Sam nodded along, “So he's working overtime on a Miller Time shift. He'll stumble back in sooner or later.”

Dean ducked his head and looked back up at the couple in front of him.

“Dad’s on a hunting trip, and he hasn’t been home in a few days.”

Sam expression didn’t change as he nods along. Y/n glanced up at him with a frown, “You never told me your Dad still hunts.” Sam’s lips pressed into a tight smile, “Y/n/n, excuse us. We have to go outside.” You nodded at him, “Can I borrow you, really quickly?”

Dean nodded as Sam smiled, “Of course.” Sitting down on the bed as Sam sat next to you, “If your dad’s missing then are you going to go look for him?” He didn’t know yet, he didn’t even know the whole story yet. “It depends I guess. Where he last was and what Dean tells me.”

“But what about Monday?” Sam couldn’t help but smile, of course you were worried about things that weren’t yours. “I’ll be back in time, I swear Y/n/n.”

He glanced over at you, your hands were in your lap as you smiled, “I know you haven’t told me what your dad hunts. But, I’ve seen your old diary.” His eyes immediately widened, “Y/n—,”

“I believe it, don’t worry. How can I not? I’ve watched my fair share of horror films and Buffy. Plus, my mum always used to tell me to keep an open mind to everything.” Sam had to take a second to grasp everything that had tumbled out from between your lips, “Wait— you knew?”

Your giggles were prominent, until it blew out into a laugh attack, “You should see your face! Of course I knew!” His eyebrows twisted as he pinched the bridge of his nose, “I don’t— what?” You grabbed his hands and clutched onto to them, “Baby, come on. All the random facts you always have, that one time you kept talking about the inaccuracies about Vampires. And then today,”

Sam’s face looked as if it had been drained or color, “If this is about—,”

“You sent an article that morning about Vampires and how they should actually be beheaded. And then a random story about them getting close to people abnormally quick. Which is exactly what happened with Ben. I got mad at you because I couldn’t figure out why you wouldn’t just tell me.”

Sam sighed, “Well you can’t blame me for being cautious. And most people don’t handle the whole, ‘Ghosts are real’ bit that easily.”

“Well I’m not most people Sammy.”

“No, no you’re not. You’re better, you always have been Y/n.” The air in the room had apparently been drained, since you couldn’t breathe. Not with those gorgeous eyes staring down at you.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“If you’re not about to kiss me I give this interaction a minus 0 out of 10.” Sam scoffed, “So you’re rating me now?” You jokingly nodded as his hand was placed on your cheek before kissing you.

And God was it worth the wait.

As you pulled away you couldn’t believe you finally had him.

“100/10.”

“What an honour.”

You couldn’t help yourself as you kissed the tip of his nose, “Anything for something as cute as you.”

“Who, little old me?”

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Christmas with Quinny?

"Hey! No peeking!"

"I...wasn't!" Quinn smirked, putting his hands behind his back after getting caught looking into the gift bags sitting on the coffee table. He had been getting antsy about opening gifts with you since he had gotten up. Sometimes he could be a big kid and during the holidays it was so much worse. Good thing he was cute, you always teased.

"You were, too!" You laughed, approaching him, two mugs of steaming hot chocolate in your hands. "Go ahead and open it, if you want! I'm ready."

Quinn would let you take a seat beside him before handing you a small box he had hidden beneath a blanket next to him. As soon as you saw the colour of the box you knew where it had come from. That trademark blue could only mean one thing: Tiffany's!

"Quinn, you didn't!" You didn't know what else to say!

"I may have. I hope it's okay."

Taking the box, you give Quinn a kiss as thanks before seeing just what was inside. "I'm sure you really outdid yourself! I didn't need anything like this!"

"Sure you did," he replied, taking a careful sip of the hot chocolate.

Inside, was a gold ring in a cursive script that read "love". It was dainty, classic, and so very touching. When had he had the time to get you such a gift, you had no idea but words could not express how much it meant to you.

"I love this so much!" You choked out, putting it on your middle finger. "Quinny, thank you so much!"

"You're welcome. I just wanted to get you something you could enjoy everyday." He was smiling like a kid whose mother had put his best artwork on the fridge. Things like jewelry wasn't his forte in buying, and he couldn't lie: he had help from the girls at Tiffany's in picking it out. His mom had actually suggested the famous jeweler when Quinn had confessed he didn't know what to get you. He had picked out some little things like a book or two, but in terms of the big, memorable, post-on-Instagram sort of gift, that's where he had struggled.

"Oh, I'll absolutely wear this everyday! I've never gotten anything from Tiffany's before!"

"Well, I'm glad I was able to get you something new." Quinn scooted closer, pulling your face to his. "Maybe I'll make a tradition of it?"

The kiss was long and passionate. Such a romantic Quinn had turned out to be and you loved being the center of his ever affection. His hands held you tightly, not letting you leave his side until he was for certain that he had expressed just how much he loved you. The ring truly had meaning.

"I have something for you, but not as nice as this, lemme go get it!"

Quinn slowly withdrew his hands, his fingertips trailing against your body as you got up. "If you have you."

"There's no need to pout! I'll be right back!" You headed to the hall closet where way in the back were two wrapped hockey sticks hidden as far back as you could get them. The had been a custom order to the specs of his on-ice sticks, but these had the Canucks colorway elements and a little message engraved where normally his name would go. You didn't care if he used them even once, but what hockey player couldn't use more sticks?

"How did you wrap those?" Quinn asked, arms outstretched to take them from you. "That's impressive!"

"Well, I think I used a whole roll of paper because it was not going well!"

Carefully, Quinn unwrapped the dual-packaged gift and smiled. It was like he had ordered them himself. Now, you had had some help; making a couple phone calls to teammates to snap a picture of his stick specs so you could get them just right. They had to be perfect!

"'Nobody puts my baby in the box!' You're too cute! Thanks, sweetheart." You had thought a long time about what you wanted to have put on the stick shaft. What better than what you always yelled when Quinn was sent to the "pretty boy box" as you affectionately called the penalty box.

"I thought it was pretty fitting," you giggled, excited that he hadn't found the message too cringe.

"They're perfect! Thanks, babe." His smile was so sweet, and his eyes sparkled within the twinkling of the Christmas tree. "I love you."

"I love you, too!" You pulled yourself into his lap. "Should we open the other stuff?"

"Later, right now I just want to enjoy you." Quinn buried his face in your neck as you laughed against the feeling of his facial hair against your skin. An hour would pass before you left the sofa, or maybe it was two...